Frowning and cursing, she pull her dagger free from his neck and wiped it clean on a sleeve before returning it to it’s sheath.“Well, next time, d...n’t go for the throat?” Voss offered.Calliope gave him a dirty look. “I’ve never had to go for the throat before! Why are we getting attacked by people suddenly? Why are you going through their pockets?”Voss shrugged. “Clues. Also, money. It’s not like they can spend it now.”“This is what adventuring is all about, Calliope,” I added, “Sometimes you. The black guy became my priority and the centre of my life – giving his beautiful black cock as much pleasure as a tgirl could was my only priority in life! No 8 swiftly mounted me grabbed my hips and plunged his weapon in deep causing me to wince a little as it was slightly too long for my love tunnel but I took the pain anyway as BBC always gets what it wants with me no matter how painful the experience.After what must have been a good ten mins of deep pounding and stretching of my poor pussy. 'She could whip me with that,' I thought, as I watched her lush, lithe, body gliding to the beat. I was there with work friends. We had agreed a night out, as a chance to mix. It was different to the work mode we were usually in. Bob leaned towards me and whispered, winking, 'Karen is getting a bit of a headache, so I have said I will go for a bit of a walk with her.' 'Sure,' I said to him. 'It's not the best area to walk around on your own'. I smiled, and said, 'Tell her I hope the headache. He knew about a funeral my husband was attending in Charlotte, North Carolina, and he told me to bow out of it. I did just that and we planned to meet at a hotel in Boston that Friday night. Meantime, he kept sending me pictures of rough sex, gang bangs, and other hardcore stuff and I returned the favor. On Friday, I was so ready. My guy had a mid-morning flight and I went to work knowing I was in for some fun. I met Vinny for dinner at a great restaurant in town but we couldn't keep our hands.